When Lesatos was hit by the [Flame Strike] descending from the sky, he knew that the speculation was wrong. The forbidden effect of the spiritual realm did not include the priest of Nielon.

The flame light exploded on the back, and the power of the flame was directly immune to the golden dragon. The power of the divine power hit the dragon scales heavily, which was not very harmful, but it could not be considered to be missing.

The chief priest shouted, and his ferocious right hand picked up a long-handed heavy hammer and ran wildly at extraordinary speed. He didn't know where he found such a weapon that had no chance of being with the elves. The elves jumped high, and the heavy hammer hit Lesathos' neck with a bitter wind.

"Bang!"

Just as he wanted to hit the target with a fly swatter, Lesatos was very calm and swung a blow, and the dragon claws hit the chief priest from top to bottom. The elves hit the ground heavily, and the sound of bone shattering was clearly heard, and then they rolled to the distance.

Although Lesatos' profession is not a warrior, the chief priest's movements are too clumsy and straightforward. He is full of energy but cannot use it in a coordinated manner.

The golden dragon narrowed his eyes and he immediately turned over. A normal elf should have broken spine and half of his ribs. When he hit him just now, what seemed to be... [Protective Dragon-like Spiritual Light]. This Sarav's faint god is becoming more and more mysterious. He not only has Feiren's standard magic, but also this kind of indifferent magic.

The dragon slayer was painless, and the divine power washed away the body, and the bones and muscles quickly restored and healed. He reviewed the knowledge given by Nielon in his mind and quickly released several magical techniques.

Lesatos looked quietly. Every time the strange elves in front of him used another power, he knew more about the Lord of the Rites. The Chief Priest looked like he had become a derivative of some lower-class creature, but he could use magical techniques without error. One of his eyes was filled with silver light, and the divine emblem of the Lord of the Rites - a ritual cane inlaid with silver threads and diamonds in his pupils, and the other pupil was rolling with dark green flames. Faced with such a special sample, the mage's desire to learn torture the dragon.

【Iron and Steel Bones】

【Demonized Weapons】

【Etiquette and admonition】

The last one was not within the recognition range of Lesatos, and should be the unique magic of the Lord of the Rites. But he immediately knew the function. The clumsy priest suddenly became a warlike veteran. He approached quickly with a strange curved route, and flipped lightly between his hands with a heavy hammer, and used the dizzy trajectory to influence the dragon's judgment.

With his left claw swung, the chief priest swung the warhammer violently, and used centrifugal force to change his position in mid-air to avoid the attack.

"Bang!"

Lesatos blocked it with his right claw, and was numb. The demonized warhammer is equivalent to +3 magic weapons, enough to tear the dragon scales apart.

If one blow is not hit, the elf falls from mid-air. Lesatus' long tail swept across the ground like lightning. When the priest hits the ground, he will inevitably bear the fierce tail strike. Even if there is [steel bone], it will be smashed into two pieces.

The dragon slayer turned his body, hammered the ground with hammers on his hands, and raised a piece of mud. The recoil force on the ground made the chief priest jump up again, and the dragon's tail rubbed against his back. At this moment, he turned his waist, hooked the bone spur on the dragon's tail, and flew up with the rapid force of sweeping the tail, and jumped to the left side of the dragon's scales with his right foot, and jumped to the left side of Lesatos' head, and Lesatos had no time to return to defense.

Within a few seconds, the priest's long feet took off twice without touching the ground, fully exerting the skills of leveraging and unloading force.

Facing the elves who were very close to the dragon slaying, Lesatus just turned his head and opened his mouth.

"Ho huh huh huh huh huh huh huh!"

The zero-distance dragon roar almost turned into a shock wave visible to the naked eye, rushing backwards. It rolled and landed on the ground again, and the elf staggered back, dizzy. He took two steps and vomited out with a snoring sound.

It's really tough, Lesatos appreciated that the steel bones strengthened their ability to resist strikes, reduced their toughness, and greatly reduced their ability to resolve sound waves. The elf's brain was not shaken into a paste, and the strange physiological structure made the dragon even more coveted.

Suddenly climbed up to the two faces of the chief priest at the same time, and a new magic was cast.

[Resistance to Sound Wave Energy] He doesn't want to vomit anymore.

[As righteous as a rainbow] The elf, along with clothing and weapons, doubled in size.

[Weapon extension] Double the attack range of heavy hammer doubles again.

The magic technique that doesn't cost money is good, Lesatus sighed. He looked at the elves rushing over and raised his wings. He hovered over the head of the silly priest.

The chief priest went crazy for a while and turned to his God again.

A flashing glorious [Sleeping Emblem] was thrown into the air, and Lesatos waved his claws and slapped them away.

"The Golden Dragon race is born immune to the sleeping effects caused by all magic and divine power, and paralysis is also included. Next time I choose the best magic technique and use it." Lesatos popularizes common sense of dragons in the tone of kindergarten teachers. Being good at being a teacher is also a common problem for mages.

【Killing Technique】!

The chief priest shot out dark red negative energy waves from his fingers. Lesatus slapped another claw.

"The spell of death is the most wrong choice. Just by looking at my body shape, you know that low-level killing techniques cannot work. You are as stupid as your god!" This time, his tone was disdainful. For the mage, stupidity is an original sin that is greater than ignorance.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Several teasings and humiliations completely tore the elf's calm mind, and a deep tyrannical desire rushed into the mind. The green flame in the right eye began to spread to the left, gradually squeezing the etiquette cane behind. A pair of wings that were almost like the mixture of bat wings and dragon wings broke out, and the shoulders and knees twisted to form bone spurs, and wild roars roared out from the sharp-toothed mouth. The traces of the elves on the priest's body became fewer and fewer.

The monster flapped its wings, but growing its wings did not mean it could fly. It was even more wrong to fight the dragon that had been in the air for half of its life. In just one round, Lesatos hit three slaps and one grapple. If it weren't too dirty, he would have bitten it. He grabbed the monster and twisted it wildly, threw it into the air, and then shook the dragon's tail, and the most powerful tail tip hit the target.

With a loud bang, the priest smashed out a large pit with a diameter of three meters, and the ground was filled with smoke and dust. Lesatus was wondering if he had tried too hard to kill him. He had a heavy hammer wrapped around the evil energy to break through the smoke and dust and hit the dragon's wings.

Lesatos screamed in anger, and the priest who was completely gone was completely gone, and his left arm and shoulders had disappeared. The elf used the last magic technique with the remaining reason.

【Downward airflow】

The wind pressed Lesatos to the ground. Seeing that it was impossible to fly, I simply adjusted the direction and changed the fall to a thrust, hitting the elves like a meteorite.

The strange chief priest let out the howl of a beast and rushed towards the dragon with one arm.

"Bang!"

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Druciliya's face turned pale and waited for the Ofascist Priest for a while. She found out that most of the priests' faces were pale than silk cloth, and she trembled while praying, and sweat dripped down the ends of her hair. But the princess knew that these fanatics often held arduous services for 12 hours, and it was painful to just look at the cumbersome rituals and rituals, but every higher priest could hold on. This time, the prayer was less than half an hour, and something seemed to be drawing their spirits.

One priest under the pillar could not hold on to faint, the other one immediately made up, and the fainting was ignored.

Druciliya rubbed her chin, and it was estimated that in half an hour, all the prayers except the Grand Priest would have to stop. What were they doing? The rangers outside the circle straightened their ears and could not hear any sounds inside. The princess quietly asked Poirot to fly high, but when she came back, she was trembling and could not get any useful information.

At this time, Druxiliya felt the ground shaking and her face suddenly changed. If the vibration came from the circle, the movement inside would have been very loud.

...

That's all? Lesatus used two claws to twist the chief priest who looked like a rag bag, and he still lived tenaciously.

The Lord of the Rites used some special methods, perhaps sacrifices or something, to turn a weak elf into an elite divine warrior.

This is illogical, why did he become like this? The magic level of [Flame Strike] in the battle is 5, so he has at least 9 priest level. How did he achieve it in less than twenty days? This is not a carrot, just pull it if you want to pull it.

The strangest thing is that he tried hard to create a magic zone in the dead, and then sent only such a guy to kill the dragon. Even if Ofascism had a narrow understanding, Nielon would not be so stupid.

There must be something he did not find. He put the chief priest before his eyes, and Lesatus touched with his spirit. Suddenly, the half-dead elves grinned.

A strand of divinity of the Lord of the Rite rushed into Lesatus's brain.
Chapter completed!